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    That’s all.

    Cheonharang swung his wooden sword, and the enemy before his eyes disappeared.

    “Huh.”

    What on earth is this old lady supposed to see and learn from this?

    Camilla was devastated.

    Before he saw Cheonharang, he thought he was the best swordsman in the empire.

    “… What is the best sword in the empire?”

    No it wasn’t.

    Look at that scenery.

    The mountain, once covered in pure white snow, is now dyed red enough to make you think lava is flowing here.

    As if a meteor had fallen, the place where Cheonharang was standing was sunken in, except for the place behind her where I was.

    Because of the wind pressure created by Cheonharang swinging his sword, there is no place that is intact, as if a typhoon had passed.

    “…”

    I feel like I’m getting smaller.

    Of course… I had a vague feeling of this before I saw this, when I sparred with Cheonharang.

    I denied it.

    At that time, the sword technique used by Cheonharang was stabbing, a sword technique commonly seen with rapiers or lances.

    It means that the greatsword he was using was not a useful swordsmanship skill.

    So, I thought like this.

    He may not be the best swordsman in the empire, but he is the best with a greatsword.

    In the end, this wasn’t it either.

    … I’m a little upset.

    His face almost twisted in anger, but he forced the corners of his lips to rise.

    “Grandma, you’re amazing.”

    “Hmm.”

    You must not show it on the outside, you must always be arrogant.

    And you must have strength to match your arrogance.

    Even if he is not the darkest in the empire.

    Because there is no change in the fact that it is a shield that protects the empire and the people on the front lines.

    It should not be looked down upon.

    If you show that kind of attitude, you never know when hyenas might come rushing to bite you.

    You must not show any gaps.

    How could a knight lift his shield when he realized that it had cracks in it?

    I must always be radiant and a shield that can provide security.

    So I laughed.

    The old woman looks at herself and frowns.

    Well, in times like this, you don’t have to pay for the night.

    * * *

    I felt it before, but there’s something strange about Camilla.

    Always showing me.

    Where did that signature confident, proud expression of looking down on others go? Now, it’s obvious that he’s forcing a smile.

    That would be the case.

    The corners of the mouth went up, but the eyes didn’t squint.

    … I don’t like it.

    “Why have you been making such a grumpy face all this time?”

    “Me? Not me?”

    Camilla tilts her head as if she doesn’t know anything.

    Puk- I let out a sigh.

    If possible, I would like to hear about Camilla’s circumstances,

    I have no intention of forcing myself to talk about something I don’t want to talk about.

    Just like when I first met Anonymous, if I wait slowly, won’t he tell me someday?

    He shook his head repeatedly, then opened his mouth while putting away his wooden sword.

    “Camilla, I don’t know why you’re doing this.”

    He met Camilla’s wide-open eyes and smiled.

    “If you ever feel like talking somewhere, come find me.”

    What does it mean to have good friends?

    And I had even made plans to go see the festival with Camilla, so if you keep making such a tired expression, it’ll make me feel bad too.

    As I turned around and tapped her shoulder, she was about to open her mouth.

    “Grandma.”

    “What is it?”

    Camilla’s two eyes are looking at me intently.

    The corners of his lips rose.

    * * *

    “What does it mean to have a good friend?”

    Because we are friends… .

    The corners of his lips rose in a smile at Cheonharang’s absurd words.

    If you think about the age difference, no matter how positively you try to look at it, aren’t they like a grandmother and her granddaughter?

    Still, whatever.

    If I could be friends with a monster like that, I’d welcome it, because we have a lot in common, except for our age.

    therefore.

    From now on, the words I will convey to that old lady are not as a shield of the empire,

    I guess that’s what you’re saying as her friend?

    “Grandma.”

    I think it might be a little easier.

    “What is it?”

    Cheon Ha-rang smiles as if she knew this would happen.

    For some reason, it felt like I was being rude, but I opened my mouth without really paying attention to him.

    “When I look at grandma, I feel so small.”

    At my words, Cheonharang tilted his head for a moment, then opened his mouth with a bewildered expression.

    “… Isn’t that obvious?”

    Is that to be expected? I tried my best in my own way.

    At that moment, I was about to walk away, feeling offended and saying, ‘I opened my mouth for nothing.’

    “… Where are you looking?”

    I noticed Cheonharang’s gaze somewhere strange.

    Now the old lady is looking at me from the top of my head all the way to my feet, and she waves her hand over her head.

    “I thought it was just a coincidence, but you were concerned about my small body?”

    Cheonharang sighed deeply and shook his head.

    The words that follow are quite spectacular.

    “Well, it’s definitely small… but don’t worry, there will be demand.”

    Cheon Ha-rang raises the corners of her lips, as if she thinks she is being sincerely comforted.

    “…”

    I looked at him and couldn’t say anything.

    No, does this stupid old lady really think I’m talking about height?

    Are you really that senile?

    Don’t you think you’re small when you say things like that?

    what?

    It’s so absurd, I’m speechless.

    When I didn’t say anything, Cheonharang made a surprised expression and looked at my chest.

    … that old lady, really.

    “That, that’s too bad – Ugh!”

    “Hey! That’s not what I’m talking about!”

    He covered the old woman’s mouth.

    After that, I opened my mouth as if making an excuse because I couldn’t let that kind of misunderstanding happen.

    “Don’t you know metaphorical expressions? Metaphor! It’s not about height and chest, it’s about my strength!”

    “Ugh-!”

    The old woman’s arm was flailing, and he let out a small sigh before pulling his hand away.

    Considering the difference in strength, I wonder if it’s even worth it for me to catch it since it won’t be long before I can solve it on my own.

    “Pooha-! What are you going to do if you suddenly cover my mouth!”

    Cheonharang, who had gained freedom, shook his head roughly, frowned, and opened his mouth as if to question.

    “No! Grandma is saying something weird!”

    I was overcome with resentment and started screaming loudly, and the mood lightened in an instant.

    “This bitch thought it through and said it to me!”

    “No! How can I stand it when you keep saying weird things!”

    * * *

    They bickered with each other for a while and then got down on each other for a while.

    “Just a moment… .”

    “… What the hell are you little brat.”

    Suddenly, the thought occurred to me, ‘What am I doing?’

    Nana and I are at an age where we don’t hear people say, “You’re young.”

    No, rather, you’ll hear people say you’re old.

    anyway.

    The point is that it deviated too far from the original conversation.

    I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and prepared to continue the conversation.

    Because of the old lady’s misunderstanding, whether it was intentional or a trick, the atmosphere became lighter and it became much easier to talk.

    “That ‘small’ thing means I’m too weak.”

    I really feel like I’m nothing,

    So it seems like Ellen’s people don’t trust me, but rely on God.

    “Um… .”

    Cheonharang’s expression became strange after hearing my words.

    Then he points at me with a frown, his frown looking full of dissatisfaction.

    “Are you saying you’re weak now?”

    Is this old lady trying to tease me now?

    Objectively and subjectively, my power is infinitely small compared to Cheonharang.

    I bit my lip for no reason.

    “Huh… .”

    Cheon Ha-rang shook his head and let out a hollow laugh as if he was truly dumbfounded by my appearance.

    “Okay, let’s assume you’re weak.”

    Cheon Ha-rang’s expression became very serious, and I kept my mouth shut and nodded, thinking that it would ruin the mood if I interrupted her.

    “But what’s wrong with that?”

    Cheonharang tilted his head as if he was truly curious, and tapped the floor with a small sigh.

    “Sit down.”

    “… There?”

    “Oh, let me tell you about someone I know.”

    The story of Cheonharang began with the words, “I know someone.”

    * * *

    I think it is a great blessing to know that you are weak and small.

    “You think you’re small for that level… I think you’re amazing.”

    “… ?”

    Living without knowing that you are small is not a happy life, it is a miserable life.

    “Of all the people I’ve met so far, there aren’t many who think they’re ‘small’ after seeing my level.”

    Of course, the number of people I met was small.

    Most people will just live like worms, unaware of their smallness.

    “Put, what are you talking about… That’s because you can’t see the power of the old lady properly.”

    Even if you knew, you would despair when you remembered that you were nothing more than a speck of dust.

    Like someone I know well.

    “Camilla”

    but.

    Camilla doesn’t know how amazing it is that the frog in the well, who thought he was the biggest, realizes for the first time that he is small and doesn’t collapse.

    Understand, accept, and be humble.

    Look to something bigger than yourself and constantly strive to become like it, without becoming smaller.

    “You can never be called small.”

    How could someone with such a heart be small?

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